National Poetry Month

Poet of the Day – Susan Wismer

National Poetry Month April 28, 2020 Susan Wismer The Babysitter   I wanted to touch Mrs Quinn’s neck my hand, stubby, unsure, poised four years old   I wanted to trace the round line of her collar the base of her throat rest, just for a moment my pointer finger   on the cup of her bone, in the notch a slight flutter, wrinkled soft hollow on her rice papered skin a sketch of wrinkles,…

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National Poetry Month

Poet of the Day – Dotty LeMieux

National Poetry Month April 27, 2020 Dotty LeMieux On the Day Cokie Roberts Died   I had to remember she wasn’t Nina Totenberg And that Dan Rather wasn’t dead, only banished But Tucker Carlson was still alive and well Alive anyway if not well informed     I had to remember the news isn’t just something you read off a teleprompter     Sometimes it happens to you while you’re sitting in your chair smiling…

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National Poetry Month

Poet of the Day – Alison Stone

National Poetry Month April 26, 2020 Alison Stone Pandora   I’m a hot mess, ravishing disaster, blown into town under a blade-sharp moon. Men, you quiver as I slink by with my lipsticked smirk and box of troubles, ache at the sway of my skirt. You’ve never seen a woman’s hips before, never touched hair soft as ash. My fingers and dismissals burn like stolen fire, punishment so sweet you can’t tell if I entered…

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National Poetry Month

Poet of the Day – Joe Hardy

National Poetry Month April 25, 2020 Joe Hardy SKIPPING STONES   When water wets stone is stone more real as it tastes water—   in between those kisses, longing left within the stone?   Or, are Saint Catherine’s tremors true that all the way to heaven is heaven.   Or does gratitude in lovers parting as writes Thich Nhat Hanh, keep truth from flying away.   So even in absence, heaven, even in longing, relief.…

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